Villainesses in Romance Fantasy Become Obsessed

82. Trials, Festivals, and Obsession (7)

82. Trials, Festivals, and Obsession (7)

Late night.

Evening sky with fireworks exploding.

And the shadows reflected in the light.

Verdium Nadia.

She asked, looking at the two of us lying on the floor.

“What are you doing here? Even with that woman. In that position?”

Not an angry question, but an emotionless question.

That side rather made her goosebumps all over her body.

And one more scary reason.

‘I usually use a wheelchair. Why today… ‘

Today.

Not a wheelchair.

Are you standing comfortably on your two legs?

‘Since when was Nadia able to walk on two legs? So, she usually acts so that she can’t walk, and the act of asking me to hold her is acting?’

Meticulous acting.

Seeing Nadia standing on her two legs, I felt goosebumps and fear all over her body.

Then Nadia looked at me and then she spat another word.

She asked, “What are you doing? Damian seems unwilling to answer my question. If not, I was too absorbed in the woman in front of me. Can’t you hear what I’m saying?”

Nadia exhales coldly like the evening wind.

I hurriedly came to my senses and opened my mouth.

“Everything, of course you can hear it. The firecrackers went off for a moment and my ears went blank.”

“Really? I hit my ears with my wide generosity. So, what is that posture, Damian?”

A tone that seems uncomfortable.

At Nadia’s question, Bluebell and I met her eyes.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a bluebell is about to attack me.

‘Nadia can’t kill people… She could use violence against Bluebell.’

And it was clear that Bluebell’s condition, exposed to violence, would reach its worst.

I don’t want Bluebell to get caught by Nadia.

I said carefully pushing the bluebell that was on top of me.

“Wait, I think Bluebell was startled by the sound of fireworks. So, leaned on me. In an instant, she lost her balance and fell. Right, Bluebell?”

Swipe-

Bluebell glanced at Nadia and nodded her head in agreement.

“Well, then, of course. The sound of the firecrackers was quite loud. I was shocked for a moment and leaned on Damian. Didn’t I know it would turn out like this?”

“… For something like that. On top of my Damian. I just moved her arm.”

“Isn’t it dark around you? I was confused because I couldn’t see well. If you are suddenly startled, you move your body or something.”

Shamelessly.

And skillfully.

Bluebell tried to get out of the situation by inducing Nadia’s empathy, as if she understood the situation correctly.

Anyway, it seemed that Nadia was under more pressure than I was.

‘I also come to live. He must be spending more time with Bluebell.’

Although on the surface Nadia seems to keep her composure.

If she actually looked inside, Nadia wants to kill both of us.

“Hmm, let me take this situation. I don’t know how to take it.”

For me, the unfair sin of having an affair.

Blame Bluebell for trying to steal her own.

Nadia looked back and forth between me and Bluebell.

She then seemed to have ruled in her head.

She said pointing her index finger at me.

“Damian.”

“… Uh.”

“Looking at your face. I will spare that woman in a special way.”

Fortunately-

“Instead of that. You won’t forgive me, Damian.”

“… Uh?”

“It is mine. Dare on the day of the festival. Are you thinking of flirting with another girl? This situation happened, everything. It’s your fault, Damian.”

As soon as the words were finished.

“Khehehek-“

Kwak-!

I could feel the strength of the hand holding my body. Nadia’s power lifted me into the air without resistance.

‘Dating Violence Again… ‘

Bluebell shouted as he saw me in pain.

“Damian! Hey, let go of Damian! You are a painter!”

Bluebell grabbed my arm and pulled me down to lower me from the air.

But maybe it was because that appearance was offensive to Nadia.

“… Why my demian at your will Are you trying to get off?”

Nadia, who is full of jealousy, even more.

It just lifts me into the air.

Don’t let anyone touch you.

It only lifted me higher into the air.

“I can’t give my Damian to anyone. Know the subject Don’t even think about touching it.”

“… “

Bluebell had no choice but to watch it.

Because even if I stretched out her hand, it didn’t reach.

Nadia seemed to be trying to show Bluebell a gap by doing this.

“Let’s go, Damian. Because we have a lot to talk about.”

Nadia left the remaining bluebells and tried to walk towards the art studio with me in the air.

Treatment of someone who never had Bluebell from the start.

Nadia trampled on Bluebell’s pride.

“… “

Bluebell’s eyes at the end contained sadness.

As I was kidnapped by Nadia, I moved her mouth silently towards Bluebell.

‘See you later, Bluebell.’

Don’t let Bluebell get depressed.

Hope to see you next time.

I conveyed her hopes to Bluebell through the shape of her mouth.

But…

“I will not forgive you for today, Damian.”

I didn’t get to see Bluebell until the vacation started.

***

Attachment and obsession.

A word formed by a difference of one notch.

A word that decides whether or not to use it by a single difference.

Then, does Nadia have an ‘attachment’ to me?

If not, do you have an ‘obsession’?

‘Of course you have an obsession. It’s not normal for me to behave.’

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Most people would think they have an obsession.

However, contrary to what they thought.

Nadia doesn’t just have obsession.

I also have ‘attachment’.

A misplaced attachment formed as a result of childhood deficiency.

It has turned into an obsession and is manifesting in me.

That’s also a very bad way of expressing it.

Jerky-! Rumble-!

“… The door won’t open either.”

Perhaps the festival is over by now.

I can’t see how much time has passed because the windows are blocked, but I slept on the sofa and woke up.

A day or so must have passed.

I sighed and sat down on the sofa.

“Where the hell did Nadia leave me?”

I may look free in the eyes of others, but I am currently imprisoned in Nadia’s art room.

The reason is that I enjoyed the festival with my friends yesterday.

“Because he must be in a wheelchair… I thought I couldn’t get caught by Nadia… “

Why?

Was Nadia walking on her own two feet that day?

Wouldn’t it have failed to predict what happened yesterday even if a prophet came?

I sighed and changed my sitting position to lie down on the sofa.

My worries about Nadia only deepened.

“The expression of insecure attachment… and obsession… “

Obsession.

Nadia is obsessed with me.

I am obsessed with the meaning of love.

And Nadia’s way of expressing love is unfolding before my eyes.

“Confinement.”

Unfortunately.

Nadia imprisoned me because she loves me.

And, because he was angry with me, he was imprisoned.

‘It’s an act that can be fully understood in the head… ‘

Isn’t this too much?

I haven’t even gone on vacation yet, but I’m confined.

Isn’t this a bit too much?

The moment when the thought dominates her head and dissatisfaction is about to burst out of her mouth.

Clap-

Kiki-

“I’m here, Damian.”

“Yes, uh uh. Welcome, Nadia.”

With sound to unlock.

Nadia opened the door and appeared.

On two legs walking normally.

She didn’t trust me, as soon as she entered the art room she locked the door again.

Clap-

“It must have been hard being in the art studio since yesterday. It’s okay now, Damian. Because I’m here.”

“That, yes… “

“Are you hungry? I bought something to eat at the academy cafeteria. It’s your favorite meat, Damian.”

Nadia put a paper bag on her desk and bought all her food.

Steak and pasta available for purchase at the Academy Cafeteria.

Put the still thick paper bag far away.

Nadia said with a hearty smile.

“I bought something you like, Damian.”

“… It looks delicious, thank you.”

“Thank you, what? It’s a natural behavior. You’re going to be with me for the rest of your life from now on, right?”

“… “

I couldn’t answer the words that demanded an answer.

The moment I answered that, it seemed like there was really no going back.

So, I enjoyed my meal, putting Nadia’s meal into my mouth without saying a word.

It was warm, probably because freshly prepared food was packed.

“… Ate it all.”

“Yeah, I was watching. I’ll clean it up. Damian stay still.”

“No, I will clean up-“

“… You said I’d clean it up. Please stay still.”

Nadia reacts coldly to my actions.

All I could do was watch Nadia put away her food.

Like a doll.

‘… I guess I’ll have to talk about it first.’

To solve this situation.

And in order to understand Nadia’s condition.

Anyway, it seemed like a change of atmosphere was necessary.

I wiped my mouth with a tissue and tried to speak to Nadia.

“Nadia, what happened yesterday was-“

But.

Looking at the items Nadia took out of the paper bag she had just put away.

My thoughts and mouth lost the ability to act and stopped.

Nadia asked, tilting her head.

“What’s wrong, Damian? Is something going on?”

“… Nadia.”

“Yes.”

“… That in her hand. What?”

Fishik-

Nadia replied with a smile.

“These are ordinary handcuffs, Damian. Why?”

“Why did you do that to me… “

“I told you. That i won’t forgive Met another woman without my knowledge. That can never be forgiven And, she can’t forgive.”

Because you will leave me.

Like that day.

“It is mine. Don’t you have to pay the price for your selfish behavior? Damian just needs to rest comfortably in the art room.”

Just like the picture.

I just need to sit still and draw it in my hand.

Nadia said that and ran her finger over my chin.

“It’s mine. Wouldn’t that be natural?”

“… “

“If you give me freedom, you betray me. How am I going to free Damian? It’s not my fault, Damian. It’s your fault that I have no choice but to do this. Because I love you.”

I have no choice but to punish you in this way.

“My heart. Will you understand, Damian?”

“… “

I can understand with my head.

But no matter how much I think about it, Nadia’s actions…

I was very far from normal thinking.

Chunky-!

So, my hands were handcuffed.

Written as love, as an expression of obsession.

In the name of redemption.